"so, tell me."
"tell you what?" yoongi raised a brow.
"remember when you called?" hoseok chucked. "how was it?"
"it doesn't matter. all i did was spin the night."
"how come it's thicker on your arm~?" he cooed.
"aish." yoongi crossed his arms. "he just..put ointment on too make it cool down, i guess."
"ooh?"
yoongi rolled his eyes. "he told me that he wanted to be normal."
"he told me that too."
"so.." he knitted his brows, fluttering his eyes a bit. "he trusts us?"
"i guess he does." hoseok softly sighed. "let's give him some time to like..process? i don't know."
"yeah.."
"hey guys."
both of the smaller male's looked over at namjoon.
"hey, namjoonie~!" hoseok smiled big.
"hi." yoongi replied lame.
"how are you guys doing?"
yoongi just shrugged, not even saying anything.
"we're both tired." hoseok spoke up instead. "what about you?"
"my appa talked to me this morning."
hoseok curled his brows. "what happened..?"
"he..wants me to drop out of school."
yoongi quickly lifted his head up from the ground.
"what?"
"i..i don't want to leave so soon." namjoon curled his brows, lowering his head. "i really like it here. it makes me feel normal."
"namjoon..." hoseok sadly said.
"you basically just got here—is he really giving up on your graduation already?" yoongi spoke up.
"that's the point. what about my graduation? what about my certificate? my diploma? i-i don't want to start working a job like my appa's. how can i even stop him from doing that?"
"he's the chairman..." yoongi sighed. "there's no point to stop him."
"hyung's right." hoseok pointed out. "it'll be a waste of time to stop your father."
namjoon just sighs. "i don't know what to do..."
